The wandering militia set up camp, and the soldiers and horses defending the city never attacked once, but Hu Quan was still very careful, after the scarf formation on all sides, seeing that the soldiers defending the city actually played the banner of the field battalion soldiers, Hu Quan's mouth smiled crookedly.

Within a day, more than 100,000 militiamen had surrounded the four gates, and the city was also full of soldiers.

According to Cui Guiyuan's idea, the lack of siege experience of the militia will definitely rest for a few days and immediately attack the city, because since the militia, lack of experience in attacking tall castles, Tai'an's city defense is far worse than Licheng, Licheng is the provincial capital, and Tai'an is just a house, Tai'an's city wall is only two zhang eight feet, and the city wall of Licheng is as high as three feet and three feet, and the thickness is also more than Tai'an's city wall, Tai'an's guards were only thousands of people and a very small number of officers and soldiers, but Licheng, in addition to more than 30,000 field troops who entered the city, there are 10,000 guards in the cityNo matter what you say, it is impossible for the militia to break through Licheng.

Cui Guiyuan went to the wall platform in the morning, behind him a group of standard battalion soldiers holding big shields, standing behind the female wall still cautious, behind him was his governor's banner of moderation, and the generals followed behind him, looking at the camp of the wandering militia in the distance.

The current official name of the color boy is Xiao Ming Wang, and the color prince calls himself the king of Ming, of course, in order to call on the White Lotus cultists in the world, which is why he can't tolerate Wang Yingjia, he wants to be the king of Ming, of course Wang Yingjia doesn't do it, but fortunately, Wang Yingjia was plotted to death by him, originally the color boy was still under the banner of avenging Wang Yingjia, because he agreed with Huang Degong that Hu Yida said that he would send Wang Yingjia's head to Cui Guiyuan, and the head would be displayed in Licheng, did not report this credit to the direction of Licheng, but went to Taiyuan Wu Yuanji, and the banner of Se Gongzi could not be sounded.

Hu Yida also saw that Cui Guiyuan's official was unreliable, and the head was sent to Cui Guiyuan, and the credit could not fall into the hands of the Bashan faction and a group of Jianghu people, and it would definitely be swallowed by Cui Guiyuan alone, Hu Yida had already set up a line through the Yan family and moved closer to Wu Yuanji, an important figure in the Wu Party, so that the benefits could fall on the head of the Bashan faction, if it was sent to Cui Guiyuan's head, it would be like Zhang Fan working for Wu Zhangzhang, the credit would be taken up by others, and he would not be able to share half of it, of course Hu Yida would not do this.

Cui Guiyuan looked at the camp of the militia in the distance, and was a little anxious, and asked Jiang Bi: "Why didn't they come to attack the city, it's been three days, our wood, fire oil, and crossbow stones are ready, why don't they come to attack, they don't come to attack, how can the power of these things be played." Jiang Bi smiled and said: "The adults are clever, presumably the thieves saw that the adults were well prepared, so they didn't dare to attack, and this all depends on the adults' calculations." Hearing this, Cui Guiyuan smiled on his face, and thought about it: "Also, presumably they saw that our army in the city was in a tight formation, so they didn't dare to attack, and with the intention of the official, the city gates must be blocked, how about you go to the book with me to offer this strategy?" Jiang Bi scolded in his stomach, and said in his heart: "Old killer, I am afraid of being impeached by the Taoist officials and afraid of the enemy without fighting, so I drag the master out to the top, don't you know your thoughts?" Du Ye, the little one only knows how to rush and kill in front, and he doesn't know anything about the battle formation, and the little one can't write, how to give advice. Cui Guiyuan turned his head and said: "By the way, I just remembered that you can't write, so how about you draw?" As soon as these words came out, Zu Tingnian, Long Shizhong, and He Shigong secretly scolded, and they all found excuses to shirk.

Long Shizhong saw that everyone was not telling the truth, and finally couldn't help but say: "Duye, they didn't come to attack, not because they saw that we were well prepared, they were planning to dig trenches and besiege the city. Jiang Bi hurriedly smiled: "Presumably, they also wanted to attack first, but then they saw Lord Cui's deployment, and then they used Brother Long's method." Cui Guiyuan's face was red, originally Cui Guiyuan's idea was to lure the other party to attack the city, and kill and injure the other party during the siege, because in defending the city, the gap between the officers and soldiers and the rogue militia is too much, even if the rogue militia is doubled, it will not be able to attack the city wall, and the idea he carefully found is that the other party will attack the city, and then kill and injure the living force of the rogue militia, but how do you know that the other party does not come to this set with him at all, and when he comes, he will dig a ditch to surround it, Cui Guidi's good idea suddenly fell into vain.

Zu Tingnian secretly said in his heart: "Cui Guiyuan is treating the Xiao Ming King on the ground as a fool, if the Xiao Ming King is really so stupid, he will not be able to survive today." Cui Guiyuan smiled and said: "General Long is really insightful, the official is a little tired, so I will go back first, you are optimistic about the city wall, if something goes wrong, the official is ruthless under the sword." After speaking, he turned around and hurriedly went downstairs, these days Cui Guiyuan's idea is to kill and injure the other party in the city, but Hu Quan is not such a stupid person, and the method he carefully thought of was shattered.

Zu Tingnian looked at the camp of the militia in the distance, they dug around the city wall, now two are up to five steps wide, the zigzag ravines have been initially formed, it seems that the other party has to dig a third ditch, countless people sweat into the rain, pick up soil, build walls, earthen walls and trenches are growing up at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, several higher places at the city gate, have stationed soldiers, gathered into a camp, probe horses gallop in it, flags are waving in the battalions, soldiers and horses are mobilized everywhere, but I don't see their idea of attacking.

At several city gates, the militia focused on digging ditches where the bows and crossbows could not be fired, so that the defenders in the city suddenly came out, and they also surrounded the earthen walls several feet high to prevent the cavalry from attacking.

A few days later, the militia had occupied all the high ground near Licheng, and after digging several deep trenches, they surrounded Licheng and began to build siege equipment.

In front of the defenders, Zu Tingnian watched the other party start to build a wall outside the north gate, the wandering militia wanted to build the wall as high as the city wall, or even higher, and in a higher place, fire ballistas, and then destroy the city wall.

Long Shizhong, who guarded the north gate, immediately fired crossbow arrows at the militia who built the wall outside the north gate, Cui Guiyuan heard the killing sound outside the north gate, extremely excited, this is the first time he really saw the war, the war in his impression, which are all staggered by the actors on the stage, and now there is really a war, of course, you have to observe it in person, but really outside the north gate, I only saw the opposite militia burning cow dung on the ground, and covered it with ash, producing smoke, the smoke rolled to the city tower, and it attracted Cui Guiyuan's eyes, plus a stone launched by the militia flew to the wall, injured several of Cui Guiyuan's followers, Cui Guiyuan was immediately frightened back to the yamen, and never dared to go up to the city wall again。

The militia began to build the city at the north gate, and the smoke made both sides unable to see each other clearly, which made many crossbow arrows fired by the guards guarding the wall missed, even if they did not miss, they were shot to many old Baiwa who were captured by King Xiao Ming, and then drove them to pick up the soil, and then sent the army to monitor the back, although the city wall had an advantage in the bow and crossbow, but most of the shots were driven to pick up the old Baiwa.

Luo Wuche also mixed in the crowd, a row of rogue militia with knives in the back monitored them, while there was no smoke constantly coming out to roll over to this side, in front of the faint high wall of Licheng, in the smoke can not see very clearly, from time to time from the smoke flew one or two long feet, weighing more than two catties of wall-breaking crossbow arrows, once this kind of arrow is shot on the human body, often shoot people to the corpse separated, Luo Wuche saw a man in front of him covered his feet and cried, just now a heavy crossbow arrow shot down from the city wall, the man's feet nailed to the ground, his legs were gone all of a sudden。

Luo Wuche wanted to go up to help the two, he just put down the soil he picked and wanted to step forward, but a heavy force came from his buttocks behind him, Luo Wuche pounced forward, his mouth was blocked in the mud, and the green placket of Xiucai on his body was covered with muddy water, and he couldn't see that he was a scholar.

A man with a broken knife and an old helmet came up with a fierce face and scolded: "Fuck, don't hurry up, if you dare to be lazy, grandpa will cut you into seventeen or eighteen pieces." Luo Wuche hurriedly got up, laboriously put the pick on his shoulder, he had never done these jobs, the pick was placed on his shoulder, and he suddenly couldn't keep his balance, and his body turned, but when he saw the rogue militia behind him raise the knife, he hurriedly stabilized his body, but he cut himself.

The rogue militiaman took the knife, but did not come to cut Luo Wuche, walked to the side of the old Baiwa who covered his feet and cried loudly, and waved the knife down, the person who was still covering his feet and crying just now suddenly had no breath, and the rogue militiaman wearing an old helmet shouted: "Don't you hurry up, do you want grandpa to kill a few more?"

Luo Wuche also lowered his head, picked up the pick of soil with all his might, and ran towards him, because of the dead bodies and ravines on the ground, he almost fell on his head, but fortunately, nothing went wrong in the end, and finally carried the soil to the place where the wall was being built in front, and there was another group of people in front of the wall, and the mortality rate was higher than that of them.

Luo Wuche walked back with his burden empty, he tried to walk as slowly as possible, because this section was the easiest, once he went back, the one who loaded the soil behind him would immediately load him with a lot, and if he was unlucky, maybe there would be a big stone in the pick, so although there was a danger of being shot to death, he still liked this section of the road the most, because now his body was the most relaxed, and it was the most comfortable time for him all day.

He remembered the experience of the past two days, tears immediately flowed, originally Luo Yigui's several personal soldiers had already taken him out of Changqing Fort, to Licheng this side of the desperate run, a few people to the city below, who knew that the city gate of Licheng had already been closed, several pro-soldiers were also mixed in the crowd and separated, Luo Wuche did not give up, around the four gates of Licheng, wanted to see which one of the gates would eventually open, did not expect that the four city gates were not opened, and finally the militia killed, he and many of the old Baiwa who did not escape were taken prisoner of the militia, after the color boy captured these people, he selected some women to reward his generals, and the rest did their best, so Luo Wuche came here to pick up soil.

Luo Wuche finally walked back to the place where the soil was loaded, the back was digging a ditch, the front was a wall, and the ditch digger would dig a few deep and wide ravines to prevent the defenders in the city from killing out, and they were the safest, because the defenders of the city shot to death were all the ones who picked up the soil and built the wall in front.

A black-faced man, lean, saw Luo Wuche coming, grinned on his face, Luo Wuche also smiled, but the man suddenly put the stones in the ditch into his pick, this stone is heavier than the soil I don't know how many times, Luo Wuche suddenly opened his mouth, wanted to pull the black-faced man, the black-faced man immediately shouted, shouted to the side-watching militia, a surveillance armor pacesetter turned his head coldly, Luo Wuche hurriedly didn't dare to pull the man who carried the land, and hurriedly pretended to be the man who wanted to carry the soil, and the black-faced man quietly showed a sly smile on his face。

Luo Wuche said softly: "What enmity do I have with you, you want to harm me like this?" Carrying such a burden, it is naturally easy to be shot to death, this burden is heavy, so it is natural to walk slowly, and stay in the dangerous area for a long time, the man did not speak, and put the boss in his pick, and then stared at the armored pacesetter who was watching over there, digging the hoe with both hands, and smiled proudly on his face.

Luo Wuche scolded secretly: "People's hearts are sinister. Without saying a word, he took up his own pick, and went to the place in front of him where the killing sound shook the sky, Luo Wuche secretly said in his heart: "Daddy said that people's hearts are sinister, if this is true, how can this be good for me?"

Although he is a martial general, Luo Yigui does not allow him to practice martial arts, his body and bones are fortunately good, otherwise he would have filled the ditch a long time ago, Luo Wuche walked with the pick, and prayed not to shoot himself.

On the one hand, dozens of rogue militia drove a group of old Baiwa to this side, they pushed a trebuchet, this trebuchet can only exert its power at the corresponding distance, and the small stones thrown far away can not destroy the city wall, they arrived at Luo Wuche's left side, and the rogue militia began to drive these captives to turn the winch, and put down the top rod of the stone at the upper end, and several rogue militiamen just picked up a stone of more than 100 catties, and did not want to "swish" on the opposite side Shot a crossbow arrow more than one person long, the crossbow arrow flew from Luo Wuche's side, Luo Wuche's hair was excited, Luo Wuche was scared of a spirit, this crossbow arrow shot through several prisoners on the left side of the twist, strung them all together, into a sugar gourd, this string of people was brought up by the inertia of the arrow, flew back a few steps, all nailed to the ground, behind an old man who turned the winch was strung at the end, he opened his mouth wide, wanted to call out, but died before he made a sound, the corpse's mouth was still open, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, Luo Wuxiang just wanted to kneel down and vomit some, I didn't want the ballista to lose strength because of the left, Suddenly there was a "squeak", the car "boomed", fell down, the collar bounced up, turned into a sweep, and the collar with a thousand catties of strength just crossed the left waist of Luo Wuche.

Everyone in this big fan, including several vigilantes who were watching, were slapped to the ground under the force of this thousand catties, and only the sound of the flesh of "porphyry ......porphyry" was heard, and there were no living people in this piece at once.

A group of prisoners who were already under heavy mental pressure threw down their things and ran back, the crowd even swept down a few vigilante militiamen, Luo Wuche knelt on the ground and had no strength to run for a while, there was a person in front of him who was beaten in half by the top rod of the overturned catapult, the flesh on the legs of this unlucky guy was taken off, Bai Sensen's bones and mud, plus this guy's scream, Luo Wuche was a little stunned for a while, and forgot to flee backwards.

Suddenly, there was a sound of scolding behind for a while, the crowd rolled forward again, Luo Wuche raised his strength and glanced back, a group of armored pacesetters rushed over with shouts, and anyone who dared to face them face to face was cut down, this group of overseers was unforgiving, Luo Wuche was anxious and wise, and threw himself down to the dead body in front of him, pretending to be one of the people who were killed by the overturned catapult, there were no living people in this fan, presumably this group of overseers did not have time to take a closer look.